Broken Heart

Chapter 15 : Fights

A/N : Probably the last update for tonight. But I wrote a lot, so there are going to be a bunch of updates tomorrow, so I hope you all don't mind... I'm going to go watch a horror movie with my family now...

                 

Chapter 15

Morning...

Curt POV

When I woke up, Paige was awake, and crying.

"Hey. What's wrong?" I asked, still half asleep.

"I'm worried about Riker."

I pulled her into a hug.

"He'll be fine, Paige. I'm sure his parents are taking care of him."

"This is all my fault..."

"It's not your fault, Paige."

"I'm the one who broke up with him. I broke his heart, and now he's broken inside."

"Paige, it's not your fault, ok? There's no law that you have to date him. It's your choice."

"What if it was the wrong choice?"

"Paige... Stop thinking about him. He's going to be fine, ok?"

"Aren't you worried about him!?"

"No, I'm honestly not. His parents won't let anything happen to him. Come on. Let's go have breakfast."

Riker POV

When I woke up, dad was still in the chair from last night, and he was awake. I sat up.

"Am I allowed to go to the bathroom?"

"You need to be walked there. Same rules as before."

I got up, and dad walked me to the bathroom. I had to leave the door cracked open. I did my business, and then dad walked me back to the couch.

Mom came in, and gave me a plate of pancakes. I knew I was supposed to eat, but I didn't want to, so I just put the plate on the coffee table.

"Eat your breakfast, Riker," dad said.

"I don't want it."

"Eat, or I'll punish you."

"You already have my phone and laptop, and now I'm being watched! What else can you possibly do!?"

I curled up, and pulled the blankets over myself. But a few seconds later, the covers were ripped off. And I got a hard smack on the butt.

"Ow!"

"That's what I'll do to you. Now eat your breakfast, or you'll get another one."

I growled a little, and sat up. I put the plate on my lap, and took a bite. It was actually really good.

I ended up eating my breakfast, and then I laid there, bored. But I felt absolutely hopeless. I want to cut, and I want to die. Anything would be better than this!

Later...

Paige POV

"Paige, stop worrying about him! He's fine!" Curt yelled.

I sighed.

"Look. I'm sorry for yelling. But you need to stop worrying about Riker. He'll be ok."